He was wearing a wife beater t-shirt, baggy jeans shorts, and basketball shoes. My overall impression of him was that he looked like a gangsta - exact...y the type of guy who wouldn't tolerate a white person in this neighbourhood. But I knew from experience that in here, things would be different.He spotted me as soon as he turned the corner. He looked at me for a second but kept walking around the arcade. I was disappointed, but I knew that chances were really good that he'd be back. He, like. But the girls, thinking that they were after something different, stepped into them and the two of them then gave Ayden and Michael a good tongue laden goodnight kiss as they tried to mold their bodies into theirs instead.As both boys tried not to show shock by the turn of events, the girls each had a secret smile as they told them the boys that they would still be around town and to come find them if they changed their minds for more fun later.While glad that they didn't hurt the girl's. "Hannah is in the living room.You know where it is." George nodded and headed in that direction."Hey" George said entering the room. Hannah was sloughing in the middleof the couch with her legs spread out wide and she was in the middle ofplaying one of her games on the PlayStation. "Hey," Hannah said notlooking away from her game. George sat down next to her and placed hishandbag down beside him. "What are you playing?" George asked. "Call ofDuty," Hannah replied matter of factly. George nodded. My gave fixated on her fingers moving under the cotton material and in my mind's eye I imagined her carressing with sweet virginal pussy. Cindy quickly followed her big sister. By this time I could not stand passively by and quickly stripped myself naked, walking over to the bed where those two exquisite bodies wriggled and writhed as they fingered one another. I ceased pumping my cock for a moment and reached over and slipped Cindy's panties down her long slender tan legs to get a look at her.